Chapter III

"I told you numerous times.."

"No, you didn't,"

"Yes. I did."

"Okay I can't change what I did, and I thought you are going underground for some days," Roman stated.

"Yes. That's the plan - that's the whole plan, but you took her here, I told you to take her somewhere - where it's more of a wild sight."

Azazel replied.

"Where? Where can I find a cabin in the woods now?" Roman asked.

"Just find. "

"Give me money-" before roman could say anymore He heard a soft voice, "Where I am? Hey! Is anybody there? Uncle Sandro? Nonna?"

"Now go and take care of her," Azazel ordered.

He went towards her, she is tied in a chair. Her doe blue eyes innocently fall over him.

"You? Where is Nonna? My family? You said you will take me to my family." She looks confused, and as her friend/ servant Carol told her to be a kind girl- She is being a good girl with a soft smile.

Family. Family is like salt, we don't give too much interest in that particular thing but without it our food is tasteless, and without family life is lifeless.

Maybe the presence of family is very light, but who doesn't have a family will only understand the strong presence of a family, Roman also understands it for he is an orphan. Never saw his father, and couldn't even remember the face of her mother.

And care? Who was there in this harsh world to give a penny less little boy care?

Love, is like a dream. And smile- never received, at least can't remember a time where it happened.

'I can't!' He thought to himself.

He left the room, "Hey boy!" He heard the faint call, it's meant for him- that's all he knew.

"You go and take care of her."

Azazel took out his cigarette from his lips, he gave him a 'Are you kidding me look,' "I thought I told you to do that."

"Can you please do it? Please? I-I need a moment please."

He throw his cigarette on the floor and smashed it with his foot,"Worthless!" He yelled and pushed him aside, and walked towards her.

he sat on the bench, beside him he noticed something red beneath Azazel's blazer. He moved it to find a blood bag. He raised his eyes, Impressive he thought, and sighed with a soft smile.

When a murder choose non-violence, it's actually quite impressive, in fact shocking.

After few minutes he returned.

"What have you done with her?" Roman asked.

"Gave her sleeping pills."

Roman scrunched his eyes in confusion," Where did you got them?"

"I take pills for sleeping." He replied and sat beside him, took out a ciggerete and litten it.

"You gave her that?! You wanna kill her?!" He shouted.

"She will not die." He replied calmly.

He sighed looked away, there is no point he does what he wants to.

"Where did you got the blood bag?" Roman asked.

"I bought it." He replied.

"Where did you got the money?" He asked.

"I stole it."

Roman shook his head and scoffed.

"I stole it from a guy in the bus."

"You are a theif, a murderer, a Vampire. What else is left?" Roman asked sarcastically.

"I am also a kidnapper." He smugly added.

"Of course you are. " He shook his head again, he took the cigarette away from him and took a puff.

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"Eat." I ordered.

She was continuesly crying, since she came here,"I eat Bacon in dinner."

"Eat what you have our I will eat you!" Azazel yelled at her making her cry in horror.

"Oof! Azazel! Go out and drink from someone, don't stay here, I will handle her alone." I said.

He rolled his eyes," nobody wants to stay here," he took his jacket and left.

"Please, Eat.. we don't have bacon that's all we get, but I might try to get some bacon tommorow." I replied and looked at her in a gloomy tune.

Tears left from her eyes and she started taking small bites. I felt bad, a deep pain in my heart sitted.

"You want to here a story?" I asked.

Her face litten, and a smile formed. I felt some releif.

"So there was a guy named broccoli who loved a girl named carrot but carrot loved bringel but sadly bringel was also in love potato who secretly loves tomato and tomato loves nobody but himself-"

"I don't like the story," She said.

Well that's the best I have... I don't know any other Stories...

"But the story will get better-"

" I don't think so," She replied, "Can I tell you a story?"

"Yes of course!" I exclaimed, whatever to make her a little bit comfortable.

"There was a girl named Clarice," she started.

Clarice is her name..

"Her parents died in a car accident, so she is orphan."

So I am., I thought...

"She lives with her granny who doesn't like her because, her granny thinks that I am worthless.."

"Her granny thinks you are worthless?" I asked looking amused, she was telling her own story.

"I uh-" she got caught,"Leave it- not a great story..."

"No please, actually a very good story, better than mine." I smiled, she smiled back and leaned towards me.

"And her grandpa only loves her when he needs anything from her uncle, he thinks that I- sorry, she don't know about it but she does. her uncle loves her because she sends a ater to me, but I tell him to meet but he never does that, But Ariel told me that he never wants to see me, but I don't know why he wants to meet me now.."

"He doesn't want to meet you I kidnapped you," I told her. She looked at me blankly and lay down beside me. She closed her eyes and snuggled in my blazer.

Weird.

I lay down and put my head in my hand and gazed at the ceiling. "Sleep," I mumbled.

"I want my phone, I hear audiobook." She reported.

I shook my head in disbelief, what trouble you put me into, Azazel? Rich girl and their rich girlish behaviors....

"I can tell you a story,"

She smiled," Papaya loved eggplant who loved an orange who fall in love with potato who has a crush on a pomegranate- I am so sick of your sick stories!"

"This one will not be sick, I promise."

She rolled her eyes and snuggled to me, how can she get so comfy with a stranger? Who is also her so-called kidnapper.

I closed my eyes and sighed,"There was a guy named Roman who use to live in an orphanage-"

"What is an orphanage?" She asked.

"Where orphans live."

"Like my house?" She asked.

"No. Where many orphans live," I responded.

"Yes, I am not the only orphan my grand parents also don't have parents."

Seriously? "Both are not the same place, you wanna here the story or ramble?"

"Sorry."

"So, he doesn't like to stay in the orphanage, as the people their are not nice, you know... He feels suffocating, an orphanage is not his home, his home is where he feels free not caged. Roman run away, run away for good and then he met Azazel a vampire-"

"What's your name?" Suddenly she asked.

"Roman."

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A/N: Sorry for any mistakes; and also Surrey for the late update.

ps: have a nice day 💕🤍